Monthly Archives: May 2015

This journey of chasing my dream has been a little stressful. One interview with a let down, a couple invitations and video interviews and I am a little nervous, excited, enthusiastic and confident. Definitely still nervous though.

With all the applications, and planning I have had little time to collect my thoughts to even write anything on here. There are some people in my life that are encouraging me and some that have been a little reluctant when it comes to me going for the position that I believe is meant to be mine. Spending all my time at the airport at my current job, seeing all these flight attendants from all these airlines and wishing I could be in their shoes is kind of driving me nuts a little bit. Some people think I am crazy for wanting that so bad but I do. I know I will love it and I know I am meant to do this because this airline world is just for me.

I have to admit that the airline I currently work for is pretty amazing! They treat us very well and the whole culture of it brings us all together and makes us feel like one big family. It will be hard to leave this for another airline but it will be for the better.

I feel like a little girl with her head in the clouds when I daydream about getting this job. I literally am in the clouds in my thoughts. Soaring through the skies in my great career.

If only this process was easier, quicker, less stressful, yet longer and more encouraging.

I used to be a runner. I did track and field and a little bit of cross country in high school. Later, in college, I had a period of time where I would go running almost every day. Super early in the morning, in the winter, late at night, with my dog, on a hot day, I mean I committed to it and I did it.
I miss it. I have not done it in a long time. No time. No motivation. I have a need, but no motivation or push to take that first step.
I know how good you feel after finishing that run. How terrible, yet amazingly proud you feel as you run and push . Those are the feelings that I miss.
Now having read this article I am inspired. Let’s hope that this inspiration lasts.
That is why I want to reblog it so maybe that way I will feel like I have to run. I have to because I told someone, someone read this. Or even if no one read it, that thought is out there.

I’ve run nearly everyday since 2005. Before that there was four years of cross country and track, and before that two years of middle school track and field. I didn’t really enjoy it as a kid, and didn’t treat it seriously for a lot of reasons, so I don’t count those years. Just the last decade or so, because my running has been voluntary.

More than that, it’s been my lifeline.

I’ve run everywhere. New Orleans, London, Manhattan, Austin, Tahoe, Riverside, Montreal, San Francisco, San Diego, Sydney, Sao Paulo, Vancouver, Miami, Vicksburg, Dallas, Oslo, Graz, Tombstone, Tucson, Seattle, Helsinki, Joshua Tree, Dublin, Toronto, Chicago, DC, Vegas, Perth, and who knows how many other places. It’s the first thing I do in most cities–pull out my shoes and a map and see the sights.

I’ve run in the snow, in the rain, in 100+ degree heat, through cities, on military…